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Poster: SkyDawg Date: Aug 4, 2010 1:13am
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Jerry Eulogy Request

I am in a conversation with a friend of mine today and the subject of Dylan and Jerry came up. Does anyone here have the link or the transcript of Dylan's wonderful eulogy to Jerry in 1995?
I've read it many, many times, but I can't seem to find the transcript... Thanks in advance!

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I just found it in the Rolling Stone Magazine tribute to Jerry. Since it IS JERRY WEEK it should be read and reflected on:

"There's no way to measure his greatness or magnitude as a person or as a player. I don't think eulogizing will do him justice. He was that great- much more than a superb musician with an uncanny ear and dexterity. He is the very spirit personified of whatever is muddy river country at it's core and screams up into the spheres. He really has no equal.
To me he wasn't only a musician and friend, he was more like a big brother who taught and showed me more than he'll ever know. There are lots of spaces and advances between the Carter Family, Buddy Holly and say, Ornette Coleman, a lot of universes, but he filled them all without being a member of any school. His playing was moody, awesome, sophisticated, hypnotic and subtle. There's no way to convey the loss. It just digs down really deep."

Bob Dylan

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Poster: johnnyonthespot Date: Aug 5, 2010 12:32am
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: Jerry Eulogy Request

the Dylan quote that blows me away is him saying how Jerry was like a big brother to him that taught him more than he will ever know. Can you imagine? What a compliment. I mean Dylan shook things loose influenced a generation including the Dead. Cool

The other one was him going up to Koons at Jerry's funeral and saying to her " he was there for me when no one else was" then walked away. I'm assuming he meant when Bill Grahm conned Jerry into sitting in with Dylan during Dylan's born again tour because ticket sales were down. Jerry soon finds out it wasn't Dylan who invited him ( didn't even know ) but didn't care because he got to play with Bob. Kind of like Hunter saying having Dylan record two of his songs ( with him not even knowing he took them from club front ) was better than any grammy or bammy he could ever win.

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Poster: Capt. Cook Date: Aug 4, 2010 1:29am
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: Jerry Eulogy Request

Interesting in that Dylan skyrocketed to fame well before Garcia and The Dead and I am sure many Dylan fans (myself included) found the Dylan and The Dead union rather unfulfilling, long on drama and hope and short on actual musicianship. It shows rather Garcias long love of Folk Music and his reputation as a guitar player and his very high standing amoung other musicians as an icon, a spark, a leader, a lightning rod, a guiding light and a man willing to place himself among the best - to take the chance to be among the best - THE REAL ACID TEST was the ability to stand up on that stage and play, night after night, year after year, as others fell to drugs and fame, Jerry just played. Dylan must have known the difficulty involved in maintaining a career for so long...

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Poster: SkyDawg Date: Aug 4, 2010 4:45am
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: Jerry Eulogy Request

I always thought we were cheated by fate when Bill Graham gave Bob Dylan a dance poster of the show where the Warlocks first appeared as The Grateful Dead in November of 1965 and Dylan reads some of the poster and muses on how he wishes he could go.. he wanted to attend but declined..

Priceless..

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KTSHw77dpQA

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Poster: Street Pig ! Date: Aug 4, 2010 6:03pm
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The letter Bob Dylan posted on Jer's door says it all

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Poster: bluedevil Date: Aug 4, 2010 7:31pm
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VERY COOL! Thanks.

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Poster: SkyDawg Date: Aug 5, 2010 6:52am
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I fu**ing love this quote from Dylan's letter to Jerry after he was dead....

Everybody from the band said some words and Steve, especially, did you proud, speaking with great love and candor. Annabelle got up and said you were a genius, a great guy, a wonderful friend, and a shitty father - which shocked part of the contingent and amused the rest. After awhile the minister said that that was enough talking, but I called out, from the back of the church, "Wait, I've got something!" and charged up the aisle and read this piece I wrote for you, my voice and hands shaking like a leaf. Man, it was weird looking over and seeing you dead!

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Poster: ringolevio Date: Aug 5, 2010 7:15am
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And I'll call attention to this bit, to shame those who enjoy hating on Bob:

"I think Weir was hardest hit of the old crowd by your death. I take these things in my stride, though I admit to a rough patch here and there. But Bob took it right on the chin. Shock was written all over his face for a long time, for any with eyes to see."

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Poster: SkyDawg Date: Aug 5, 2010 7:20am
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And it's still written all over Bobby's face. The two were brothers.

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Poster: micah6vs8 Date: Aug 5, 2010 10:59am
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It is amazing and sad how much BW has aged over the last 15 years . Grief will do that , regardless of anything we don't , and in my opinion shouldn't know about .

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Poster: ringolevio Date: Aug 5, 2010 11:16am
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I think it's just that he looked about 17 until he was well into his 40's, so when he finally actually aged it was dramatic.

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Poster: Daddy D Date: Aug 5, 2010 11:55am
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Extremely cool & very interesting to read Hunter's letter (email) to Garcia!

That's one reason why I never understand why more people don't read autobiographies--most of us would like to have met / gotten to know certain famous people--yet via books, you can meet them in an odd-sort of way . . .

I remember thinking to myself after Garcia died "What's going to happen to all those poems that (God-willing) Hunter's still got in him? Who's going to put them to music??" I guess he (Hunter) has tried writing for some different people over the years, & I guess he's writing some songs w/ Papa Mali & Kruetzman for Walker 7. I'm certainly looking forward to hearing them when they play Ft. Lauderdale in a month or so, but as was often said about The Grateful Dead--that the sum added up to more than it's parts--I think is true of the collaboration of Hunter & Garcia. Neither would have been capable of becoming who the grew to be & creating what they did without the other. They truly were special together, the likes of which I've yet to see / hear anything come close . . .

Anyway, thanks for posting Hunter's email!

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Poster: micah6vs8 Date: Aug 4, 2010 5:23am
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: Jerry Eulogy Request

When BD brought this quote up the other day , it whipped me back to 8 -95 . It is the definitive statement , to me , about Garcia .
Didn't RZ also credit JG , and /or GD , for getting him back on the road , and playing proper music ? Not the barely rehearsed , and mailed in drivel of the '87 summer tour . I do not known his biography well , but I think RZ had some personal difficulties that he began overcoming in '87 . If you look at his career since then , it is the second golden age .
And if you live west of the Mississippi , try and see him this summer . He is one of America's Great Artists , up there with Pops .

http://www.bobdylan.com/#/tour

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Poster: Jerrob Hungar Date: Aug 4, 2010 4:49pm
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If memory serves me well, Dylan wrote about this in his Chronicles. I read somewhere he wanted to join the Dead. Probably apocryphal but some folks like the idea...
http://www.allalongthewatchtower.dk/phorum/read.php?1,378809,379055

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Poster: Jobygoob Date: Aug 4, 2010 6:39am
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: Jerry Eulogy Request

I don't mean to jump on anyone in particular here but I'll never understand the vitriol and disappointment over the Dylan & the Dead collaboration coming from people that know, appreciate, and love Bob Dylan's music. I know that Dylan's live performances are not to everyone's taste, and are so different than the sound of his studio recordings that many people have a negative reaction. But it's been almost 25 years now! Dylan has toured almost constantly since these shows, he has cited this collaboration as part of the inspiration for his never-ending tour. Listen back to those sets from 87, especially the Philly and New Jersey shows that were recently remastered by the great Charlie Miller. For me, having the Dead as Dylan's back up band for all those amazing, great songs is too much like heaven for words. So many tunes were broken out by Dylan that hadn't been played in years, and so many tunes were reimagined and reworked, and later made it into the Dead's and JGB's regular rotation. Joey, Watchtower, Ballad of Drunken Ira Hayes, Queen Jane, Tangled Up In Blue, I'll Be Your Baby Tonight, Thin Man...some amazing tunes there. There is certainly nothing wrong with Jerry's playing on any of the collaboration, and Brent shone too as well. Aalso hearing the boys sing backing harmonies for these Dylan songs is a joy and pleasure. If you are a fan of Dylan's songs at all, I suggest going back and listening again, and try to keep an open mind. There's much to love about those shows.

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Poster: bluedevil Date: Aug 4, 2010 8:16am
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: Jerry Eulogy Request

Overall, I find this the most satisfying listen from the Dead/Dylan time together. Would love to have same for Knopfler and the Riddim' Twins w/ Bob:

http://www.archive.org/details/gd1987-06-01.sbd-rehearsals.fraser.97489.shnf

Hunter weighs in (Dylan's recent collaborator):

Grateful Dead lyricist Robert Hunter's 1995 eulogy to Jerry Garcia as read at Jerry's funeral:

Jerry, my friend,
you've done it again,
even in your silence
the familiar pressure
comes to bear, demanding
I pull words from the air
with only this morning
and part of the afternoon
to compose an ode worthy
of one so particular
about every turn of phrase,
demanding it hit home
in a thousand ways
before making it his own,
and this I can't do alone.
Now that the singer is gone,
where shall I go for the song?

Without your melody and taste
to lend an attitude of grace
a lyric is an orphan thing,
a hive with neither honey's taste
nor power to truly sting.

What choice have I but to dare and
call your muse who thought to rest
out of the thin blue air
that out of the field of shared time,
a line or two might chance to shine --

As ever when we called,
in hope if not in words,
the muse descends.

How should she desert us now?
Scars of battle on her brow,
bedraggled feathers on her wings,
and yet she sings, she sings!

May she bear thee to thy rest,
the ancient bower of flowers
beyond the solitude of days,
the tyranny of hours--
the wreath of shining laurel lie
upon your shaggy head
bestowing power to play the lyre
to legions of the dead

If some part of that music
is heard in deepest dream,
or on some breeze of Summer
a snatch of golden theme,
we'll know you live inside us
with love that never parts
our good old Jack O'Diamonds
become the King of Hearts.

I feel your silent laughter
at sentiments so bold
that dare to step across the line
to tell what must be told,
so I'll just say I love you,
which I never said before
and let it go at that old friend
the rest you may ignore.

One Year Later, in August 1996, Robert Hunter published this email to Jerry:
Dear JG,

it's been a year since you shuffled off the mortal coil and a lot has happened. It might surprise you to know you made every front page in the world. The press is still having fun, mostly over lawsuits challenging your somewhat ...umm... patchwork Last Will and Testament. Annabelle didn't get the EC horror comic collection, which I think would piss you off as much as anything. Nor could Dough Irwin accept the legacy of the guitars he built for you because the tax-assessment on them, icon-enriched as they are, is more than he can afford short of selling them off. The upside of the craziness is: your image is selling briskly enough that your estate should manage something to keep various wolves from various familial doors, even after the lawyers are paid. How it's to be divided will probably fall in the hands of the judge. An expert on celebrity wills said in the news that yours was a blueprint on how not to make a will.

The band decided to call it quits. I think it's a move that had to be made. You weren't exactly a sideman. But nothing's for certain. Some need at least the pretense of retirement after all these years. Can they sustain it? We'll see.

I'm writing this from England, by the way. Much clarity of perspective to be had from stepping out of the scene for a couple of months. What isn't so clear is my own role, but it's really no more problematic than it has been for the last decade. As long as I get words on paper and can lead myself to believe it's not bullshit, I'm roughly content. I'm not exactly Mr. Business.

I decided to get a personal archive together to stick on that stagnating computer site we had. Really started pouring the mustard on. I'm writing, for crying out loud, my diary on it! Besides running my ego full tilt (what's new?) I'm trying to give folks some skinny on what's going down. I don't mean I'm busting the usual suspects left and right, but am giving a somewhat less than cautious overview and soapboxing more than a little. They appointed me webmaster, and I hope they don't regret it.

There are those in the entourage who quietly believe we're washed up without you. Even should time and circumstance prove it to be so, we need to believe otherwise long enough to get some self sustaining operations going, or we'll never know for sure. It's matter of self respect. Maybe it's a long shot, but this whole fucking trip was a longshot from the start, so what else is new?

Your funeral service was one hell of a scene. Maureen and I took Barbara and Sara in and sat with them. MG waited over at our place. Manasha and Keelan were also absent. None by choice. Everybody from the band said some words and Steve, especially, did you proud, speaking with great love and candor. Annabelle got up and said you were a genius, a great guy, a wonderful friend, and a shitty father - which shocked part of the contingent and amused the rest. After awhile the minister said that that was enough talking, but I called out, from the back of the church, "Wait, I've got something!" and charged up the aisle and read this piece I wrote for you, my voice and hands shaking like a leaf. Man, it was weird looking over and seeing you dead!

A slew of books have come out about you and more to follow. Perspective is lacking. It's way too soon. You'd be amazed at the number of people with whom you've had a nodding acquaintance who are suddenly experts on your psychology and motivations. Your music still speaks louder than all the BS: who you were, not the messes you got yourself into. Only a very great star is afforded that much inspection and that much forgiveness.

There was so much confusion on who should be allowed to attend the scattering of your ashes that they sat around for four months. It was way too weird for this cowboy who was neither invited nor desirous of going. I said good-bye with my poem at the funeral service. It was cathartic and I didn't need an anti-climax.

A surreal sidelight: Weir went to India and scattered a handful of your ashes in the Ganges as a token of your worldwide stature. He took a lot of flak from the fans for it, which must have hurt. A bunch of them decided to scapegoat him, presumably needing someplace to misdirect their anger over the loss of you. In retrospect, I think Weir was hardest hit of the old crowd by your death. I take these things in my stride, though I admit to a rough patch here and there. But Bob took it right on the chin. Shock was written all over his face for a long time, for any with eyes to see.

Some of the guys have got bands together and are doing a tour. The fans complain it's not the same without you, and of course it isn't, but a reasonable number show up and have a pretty good time. The insane crush of the latter day GD shows is gone and that's all for the best. From the show I saw, and reports on the rest, the crowd is discovering that the sense of community is still present, matured through mutual grief over losing you. This will evolve in more joyous directions over time, but no one's looking to fill your shoes. No one has the presumption.

Been remembering some of the key talks we had in the old days, trying to suss what kind of a tiger we were riding, where it was going, and how to direct it, if possible. Driving to the city once, you admitted you didn't have a clue what to do beyond composing and playing the best you could. I agreed - put the weight on the music, stay out of politics, and everything else should follow. I trusted your musical sense and you were good enough to trust my words. Trust was the whole enchilada, looking back.

Walking down Madrone Canyon in Larkspur in 1969, you said some pretty mindblowing stuff, how we were creating a universe and I was responsible for the verbal half of it. I said maybe, but it was your way with music and a guitar that was pulling it off. You said "That's for now. This is your time in the shadow, but it won't always be that way. I'm not going to live a long time, it's not in the cards. Then it'll be your turn." I may be alive and kicking, but no pencil pusher is going to inherit the stratosphere that so gladly opened to you. Recalling your statement, though, often helped keep me oriented as my own star murked below the horizon while you streaked across the sky of our generation like a goddamned comet!

Though my will to achieve great things is moderated by seeing what comes of them, I've assigned myself the task of trying to honor the original vision. I'm not answerable to anybody but my conscience, which, if less than spotless, doesn't keep me awake at night. Maybe it's best, personally speaking, that the power to make contracts and deal the remains of what was built through the decades rests in other hands. I wave the flag and rock the boat from time to time, since I believe much depends on it, but will accept the outcome with equanimity.

Just thought it should be said that I no longer hold your years of self inflicted decline against you. I did for awhile, felt ripped off, but have come to understand that you were troubled and compromised by your position in the public eye far beyond anyone's powers to deal with. Star shit. Who can you really trust? Is it you or your image they love? No one can understand those dilemmas in depth except those who have no choice but to live them. You whistled up the whirlwind and it blew you away. Your substance of choice made you more malleable to forces you would have brushed off with a characteristic sneer in earlier days. Well, you know it to be so. Let those who pick your bones note that it was not always so.

So here I am, writing a letter to a dead man, because it's hard to find a context to say things like this other than to imagine I have your ear, which of course I don't. Only to say that what you were is more startlingly apparent in your absence than ever it was in the last decade. I remember sitting in the waiting room of the hospital through the days of your first coma. Not being related, I wasn't allowed into the intensive care unit to see you until you came to and requested to see me. And there you were - more open and vulnerable than I'd ever seen you. You grasped my hand and began telling me your visions, the crazy densely packed phantasmagoria way beyond any acid trip, the demons and mechanical monsters that taunted and derided, telling you endless bad jokes and making horrible puns of everything - and then you asked, point blank, "Have I gone insane?" I said "No, you've been very sick. You've been in a coma for days, right at death's door. They're only hallucinations, they'll go away. You survived." "Thanks," you said. "I needed to hear that."

Your biographers aren't pleased that I don't talk to them, but how am I to say stuff like this to an interviewer with an agenda? I sometimes report things that occur to me about you in my journal, as the moment releases it, in my own way, in my own time, and they can take what they want of that.

Obviously, faith in the underlying vision which spawned the Grateful Dead might be hard to muster for those who weren't part of the all night rap sessions circa 1960-61 ... sessions that picked up the next morning at Kepler's bookstore then headed over to the Stanford cellar or St. Mike's to continue over coffee and guitars. There were no hippies in those days and the beats had bellied up. There was only us vs. 50's consciousness. There no jobs to be had if we wanted them. Just folk music and tremendous dreams. Yeah, we dreamed our way here. I trust it. So did you. Not so long ago we wrote a song about all that, and you sang it like a prayer. The Days Between. Last song we ever wrote.

Context is lost, even now. The sixties were a long time ago and getting longer. A cartoon version of our times satisfies public perception. Our continuity is misunderstood as some sort of strange persistence of an outmoded style. Beads, bell bottoms and peace signs. But no amount of pop cynicism can erase the suspicion, in the minds of the present generation, that something was going on once that was better than what's going on now. And I sense that they're digging for "what it is" and only need the proper catalyst to find it for themselves. Your guitar is like a compass needle pointing the strange way there. I'm wandering far afield from the intention of this letter, a year's report, but this year wasn't made up only of events following your death in some roughly chronological manner. It reached down to the roots of everything, shook the earth off, and inspected them. The only constant is the fact that you remain silent. Various dances are done around that fact.

Don't misconstrue me, I don't waste much time in grief. Insofar as you were able, you were an exponent of a dream in the continual act of being defined into a reality. You had a massive personality and talent to present it to the world. That dream is the crux of the matter, and somehow concerns beauty, consciousness and community. We were, and are, worthy insofar as we serve it. When that dream is dead, there'll be time enough for true and endless grief.

John Kahn died in May, same day Leary did. Linda called 911 and they came over and searched the house, found a tiny bit of coke and carted her off to jail in shock. If the devil himself isn't active in this world, there's sure something every bit as mean: institutional righteousness without an iota of fellow feeling. But, as I figure, that's the very reason the dream is so important - it's whatever is the diametric opposite of that. Human kindness.

Trust me that I don't walk around saying "this was what Jerry would have wanted" to drive my points home. What you wanted is a secret known but to yourself. You said 'yes' to what sounded like a good idea at the time, 'no' to what sounded like a bad one. I see more of what leadership is about, in the absence of it. It's an instinct for good ideas. An aversion to bad ones. Compromise on indifferent ones. Power is another matter. Power is not leadership but coercion. People follow leaders because they want to.

I know you were often sick and tired of the conflicting demands made on you by contentious forces you invited into your life and couldn't as easily dismiss. You once said to me, in 1960, "just say yes to everybody and do what you damn well want." Maybe, but when every 'yes' becomes an IOU payable in full, who's coffer is big enough to pay up? "Fuck 'em if they can't take a joke!" would be a characteristic reply. Unfortunately, you're not around to explain what was a joke and what wasn't. It all boils down to signed pieces of paper with no punch lines appended.

I know what I'm saying in this letter can be taken a hundred ways. As always, I just say what occurs to me to say and can't say what doesn't. Could I write a book about you? No. Didn't know you well enough. Let those who knew you even less write them. You were canny enough to keep your own self to yourself and let your fingers do the talking. Speaking of 'personal matters' was never your shtick.

Our friendship was testy. I challenged you rather more than you liked, having a caustic tongue. In later years you preferred the company of those capable of keeping it light and non-judgmental. I think it must always be that way with prominent and powerfully gifted persons. I don't say that, for the most part, your inner circle weren't good and true. They'd have laid down their lives for you. I'd have had to think about it. I mean, a star is a star is a star. There's no reality check. If the truth were known, you were too well loved for your own good, but that smacks of psychologizing and I drop the subject forthwith

All our songs are acquiring new meanings. I don't deny writing with an eye to the future at times, but our mutual folk, blues and country background gave us a mutual liking for songs that dealt with sorrow and the dark issues of life. Neither of us gave a fuck for candy coated shit, psychedelic or otherwise. I never even thought of us as a "pop band." You had to say to me one day, after I'd handed over the Eagle Mall suite, "Look, Hunter - we're a goddamn dance band, for Christ's sake! At least write something with a beat!" Okay. I handed over Truckin' next. How was I to know? I thought we were silver and gold; something new on this Earth. But the next time I tried to slip you the heavy stuff, you actually went for it. Seems like you'd had the vision of the music about the same time I had the vision of the words, independently. Terrapin. Shame about the record, but the concert piece, the first night it was played, took me about as close as I ever expect to get to feeling certain we were doing what we were put here to do. One of my few regrets is that you never wanted to finish it, though you approved of the final version I eked out many years later. You said, apologetically, "I love it, but I'll never get the time to do it justice." I realized that was true. Time was the one thing you never had in the last decade and a half. Supporting the Grateful Dead plus your own trip took all there was of that. The rest was crashing time. Besides, as you once said, "I'd rather toss cards in a hat than compose." But man, when you finally got down on it, you sure knew how.

The pressure of making regular records was a creative spur for a long time, but poor sales put the economic weight on live concerts where new material wasn't really required, so my role in the group waned. A difficult time for me, being at my absolute peak and all. I had to go on the road myself to make a living. It was good for me. I developed a sense of self direction that didn't depend on the Dead at all. This served well for the songs we were still to write together. You sure weren't interested in flooding the market. You knew one decent song was worth a dozen cobbled together pieces of shit, saved only by arrangement. I guess we have a few of those too, but the percentage is respect ably low. Pop songs come and go, blossom and wither, but we scored a piece of Americana, my friend. Sooner or later, they'll notice what we did doesn't die the way we do. I've always believed that and so did you. Once in awhile we'd even call each other "Mister" and exchange congratulations. Other people are starting to record those songs now, and they stand on their own.

For some reason it seems worthwhile to maintain the Grateful Dead structures: Rex, the website, GDP, the deadhead office, the studio ... even with the band out of commission. I don't know if this is some sort of denial that the game is finished, or if the intuitive impulse is a sound one. I feel it's better to have it than not, just in case, because once it's gone there's no bringing it back. The forces will disperse and settle elsewhere. A business that can't support itself is, of course, no business at all, just a locus of dissension, so the reality factor will rule. Diminished as we are without you, there is still some of the quick, bright spirit around. I mean, you wouldn't have thrown in your lot with a bunch of belly floppers, would you?

Let me see - is there anything I've missed? Plenty, but this seems like a pretty fat report. You've been gone a year now and the boat is still afloat. Can we make it another year? What forms will it assume? It's all kind of exciting. They say a thousand years are only a twinkle in God's eye. Is that so?

Missing you in a longtime way.

rh



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Poster: light into ashes Date: Aug 4, 2010 10:50am
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Excellent letter from Hunter.
"I'd rather toss cards in a hat than compose..."

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Poster: fenario80 Date: Aug 4, 2010 1:00pm
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Yeah, wow, thanks for this. I had seen the eulogy before but the year-later e-mail is new to me. Still drying my eyes ....

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Poster: unclejohn52 Date: Aug 4, 2010 12:46pm
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BD - Can't thank you enough... a treasure-trove post.

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Poster: micah6vs8 Date: Aug 4, 2010 1:12pm
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Thank - you , BD .

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Poster: Hal R Date: Aug 4, 2010 11:29am
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SkyDawg and bluedevil, thanks for the posts, nice to see them again and together. During this time my memories and thoughts swirl like a dust devil rising to the sky.

This is up on Patti Smith's site.

JEROME JOHN GARCIA
Jerry
August 1, 1942 - August 9, 1995

It is said Jerry died smiling in his sleep. Where did he go? Far beyond the land of Dead encampments, of fellow travelers joining a wandering carnival skirting the afterlife. Deep within his sleeping cells perhaps he reentered the atmosphere of his boyhood. Crouching in knee pants scraping the sidewalks with colored chalks. Lifting his ear to the sound of birds chirping his future note by note.

We are Jerry's future. We lift our ear to his music. And we continue to live, smiling ourselves.

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Poster: bluedevil Date: Aug 4, 2010 1:50pm
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Gotta love Patti!

She and Hunter both appear in One Fast Move or I'm Gone:Kerouac's Big Sur.

Shameless plug, yet again, for event I coordinated for next weekend:
http://www.henrymiller.org/OneFastMove.html

http://www.kerouacfilms.com/onefastmove/index.html

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Poster: Hal R Date: Aug 4, 2010 2:38pm
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Let us know how that goes. I'm there in spirit. I got the DVD and CD the other day but haven't had the time to watch or listen yet. Can't stop thinking about Big Sur right now.
I think my times there were more fun than Kerouacs. Like I wasn't going through DTs and terror and depression.

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Poster: bluedevil Date: Aug 4, 2010 3:44pm
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: Jerry Eulogy Request

Agreed. Will do.

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Poster: high flow Date: Aug 4, 2010 9:47am
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: Jerry Eulogy Request

Thanks BD. Both items are new to me.

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Poster: vapors Date: Aug 4, 2010 10:28am
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: Jerry Eulogy Request

Yeah, wow! Even though I’ve read the eulogy many times prior, I had to wipe my eyes before I could move on to the email bit. I’ve got to go now, and read it all again while I stream the Dylan session. Thanks BD !

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Poster: AltheaRose Date: Aug 5, 2010 3:21am
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: Jerry Eulogy Request

Wow. Thanks. The man sure can write; that "email" is for the ages.

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Poster: Capt. Cook Date: Aug 4, 2010 1:03pm
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: Jerry Eulogy Request

Done. Gonna revisit those 1987 shows this afternoon. I caught the show up in Buffalo that summer and I must say I thought Tom Petty stole the whole shebang with his excellent set. Keeping an Open Mind...

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Poster: bluedevil Date: Aug 4, 2010 1:59pm
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: Jerry Eulogy Request

Capt Cook, if you have any interest at all in TP, please check out his last two releases - Mudcrutch and MOJO. I believe they represent the best two things he's ever recorded in a studio and I was blown away by the mudcrutch show in santa cruz and the recent TP/Joe Cocker show in San Jose. Mike Campbell and Benmonth Tench are criminally underrated musicians. TP has freely said he was trying to capture the feel of old Jeff Beck Group and Peter Green records. Job accomplished (and updated for 2010...)

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Poster: Jobygoob Date: Aug 4, 2010 1:52pm
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: Jerry Eulogy Request

Sweet. Listen for Jerry's pedal steel guitar on I'll Be Your Baby Tonight...totally sublime.

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Poster: light into ashes Date: Aug 4, 2010 11:23am
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: Jerry Eulogy Request

1987 wasn't the best year for Dylan or the Dead. But Dylan talks a lot about this year in his book Chronicles, and how it was a turning-point for him. Working with the Dead (and Tom Petty's band) made something click for him, and he got into live shows much more in '88 & '89. (Though his style in those years is still pretty fast & rough for most people.)
They intersected again on 6/25/95, when Garcia played on a couple songs in Dylan's show. (He'd also guested back in 11/16/80 and 5/5/92.) By that time of course, the Dead were in steep decline, but Dylan's shows were often magical.

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Poster: Jobygoob Date: Aug 5, 2010 6:15am
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: Jerry Eulogy Request

Yes, this is just one of the reasons these shows were seminal and important historical performances. Also there's a feeling of improvisation and "what the hell lets try it" that had long been lacking in the Dead's live performances. Not necessarily in the jamming but just in the playing live of songs that may have been practiced two or three times tops. Of course it doesn't pay off with every song, but even the mis-steps are fun to listen to, and the great ones are too great for words. I especially love the rehearsal sessions that BD posted above, as they personify exactly what I am talking about here to a "T".

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Poster: Hal R Date: Aug 4, 2010 2:47pm
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: Jerry Eulogy Request

Going to see him (Dylan) on Sept. 1. First time I saw him was with Petty and Heartbreakers and the Grateful Dead opened at the Dome in Twin Cities. Worst Dead show for me (awful sound, but we still danced)and it took me years to dare to see Dylan after that. Petty was the best of them all. Did I say the sound sucked?

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Poster: bluedevil Date: Aug 4, 2010 3:44pm
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I'm taking wife and daughter to Dylan at Monterey Pop site on August 21st (also my wedding anniversary). Should be interesting. "Bringing it all back home..."

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Poster: light into ashes Date: Aug 4, 2010 1:11am
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: Jerry Eulogy Request

“There’s no way to measure his greatness or magnitude as a person or a player. I don’t think any eulogizing will do him justice. He was that great, much more than a superb musician, with an uncanny ear and dexterity. He’s the very spirit personified of whatever is Muddy River country at its core and screams up into the spheres. He really had no equal. To me, he wasn’t only a musician and friend, he was more like a big brother who taught and showed me more than he’ll ever know. There’s a lot of spaces and advances between The Carter Family, Buddy Holly and say Ornette Coleman, a lot of universes, but he filled them all without being a member of any school. His playing was moody, awesome, sophisticated, hypnotic and subtle. There’s no way to convey the loss. It just digs down really deep.”

And here's an interesting letter from Dylan to Garcia in '95:
http://musicalstewdaily.com/2008/11/20/bob-dylans-letter-to-jerry-garcia/

"My record company is doing a Jimmie Rodgers tribute album - you don't have to yodel - there's plenty of songs where he doesn't yodel - but if you want to yodel, that's OK too - Anyway one of the performers on this record will be me and of course the perfect song for me is Blue Eyed Jane and it's included with this letter - Didja hear my version of Two Soldiers? Anyway if it's not too much to ask, think about a Jimmie song - let me know something in some kind of incalculated time - whatever you decide is OK with me - "

(Two Soldiers, of course, was a song Garcia showed Dylan; he recorded it with Grisman, and Dylan promptly put his own version on World Gone Wrong.)

As the Jerrysite says: Garcia reportedly read the letter backstage at a Dead show before giving it to a tech. With a weakened voice and ill health, Garcia did a session for the tribute album, his last studio recording. [He chose Blue Yodel #9.] Two weeks later he died. “Given its connection to Jerry’s last recording session I would say it’s a very important item,” said Grateful Dead historian and author Dennis McNally. “I don’t know pen-and-ink letters Dylan has written to anyone or to Jerry but I can't believe there’s been many.”

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Poster: SkyDawg Date: Aug 4, 2010 4:41am
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: Jerry Eulogy Request

I thought "When Smoke Gets In Your Eyes" was Jerry's last session...

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Poster: jjoops Date: Aug 4, 2010 5:40am
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: Jerry Eulogy Request

Nope, the Jimmie Rodgers session was his last one. July 16, 1995.

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Poster: SkyDawg Date: Aug 4, 2010 1:16am
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Ha! Thanks LiA! Just as I was finding that quote you responded with a great link! I have seen pictures of many of Bob Dylan's hand-written lyrics and letters and that sure looks like Bob's writing to me! Thanks for posting!

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Poster: midnightcarousel Date: Aug 4, 2010 6:09am
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: Jerry Eulogy Request

Dylan looks like Adam Sandler in the last one.

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Poster: rippley Date: Aug 4, 2010 4:01pm
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: Jerry Eulogy Request

Wow-that email from Hunter is ...wow... powerful

I've read the paragraph that begins "just thought it should be said" about 10 times now. Powerful brotherly love there. Thanks for posting,bluedevil
Peace to you all this Jerry week
rip

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Poster: bluedevil Date: Aug 4, 2010 4:23pm
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: Jerry Eulogy Request

I'm just glad that I turned a lot of people on to the same.

It really hits deep. That said, I'm loving Patti's comment:

"We are Jerry's future. We lift our ear to his music. And we continue to live, smiling ourselves."

I guess we are on our own...

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Poster: deadpolitics Date: Aug 5, 2010 7:56am
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: Jerry Eulogy Request

The truth of Patti's statement rings out as I sit here, blasting Jerry's "I will survive" into the summer air. Even though Hunter and a flood of others speak of Jerry's demise despairingly, here I am listening to 7-21-84, from Ventura, from the depth of his junk days. And Jerry lives on.

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Poster: bluedevil Date: Aug 5, 2010 8:41am
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: Jerry Eulogy Request

Was at those ventura shows - right after the three shows the weekend before up at greek. for that "down" year, those 5 shows and red rocks in summer of '84 treated me ok.

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Poster: deadpolitics Date: Aug 5, 2010 8:45am
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I'm not overly familiar with all of those shows, but the Ventura run caught my fancy this past month. Any highlights from the Greeks and Red Rocks to entice me with?

p.s. Did you catch any shows Summer '82? Manor Downs and Starlight Theater recordings are excellent.

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Poster: bluedevil Date: Aug 5, 2010 8:50am
Forum: GratefulDead Subject: Re: Jerry Eulogy Request

Friday the 13th full moon over the golden gate in the far distance and shooting star flashing across the heavens as phil hits first notes of dark star encore? it was a moment (not necessarily captured on tape)

I like the scarlet>touch>fire from that second set on friday. a bit ragged in the scarlet/touch transition but fun nonetheless.
the sunday show was my fave. nice cat-rider (w/ ragged but fun why don't we do it the road prelude) and what I recall as a lovely china doll.

red rocks was fun b/c of venue and first mr fantasy was a surprise. other than that, no memories (other than 2 us blues in 3 days and lots of partying at chief hosa's)

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Poster: deadpolitics Date: Aug 5, 2010 9:04am
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Wow I am such a space cadet. Been diggin' that '84 Dark Star show for a few months now. Scarlet > Touch > Fire is kinda rough but an exciting change away from the norm. Intro to The Wheel is trippy and drippy. Dark Star a great standalone version that I like to throw in the waning moments of a day. Must have been something otherworldly of an experience!